Blood

Blood
I get a silver sharp knife
As I slowly cut my vein
The dark red blood flows
Out of my flesh, as it
Falls and leaves a stain

I cut harder and deeper
I bleed as I cut more
Looking at my wrist in awe
Knowing it will be sore

I block the sharp pains
Pushing my life aside
Knowing there’s no were to go
Knowing I have no pride

The blood creeps out while
It slowly goes in the little
Cracks of my skin
I cut deeper and harder
As I dig the knife in

I’m tired of living
When I want to die
I give up
I just can’t try

So I cut my vein
And watch my life go
As I sit in my cold dark room
And watch the blood flow